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– I’ve returned to what I once fled from
– I’ve become again the person I feared
– Am I considered a bad person, if I kill to save?
– Am I a bad person, if all my life my actions weren’t mine, and I don’t even remember them?
– How many more people must I hurt to save someone dear to me?
– How much longer will I lose myself in my thoughts and memories, trying to figure out what truly belongs to me?
– Am I a selfish person, thinking about how to improve my life and the lives of those around me?
– Am I a monster, who doesn’t know herself, hurting others, while trying to find myself, doing things she doesn’t even realize?
– How many lives have I already taken, and how many are still to come?
– How many sins do I hold that I don’t even remember?
– When will it be enough?
– When will I finally make myself stop?
– How can I end what I’ve been doing all my life?
– How can I start living again…if I ever have?
I want to stop. I want this life to end
– And here is my final mission. I will finally fulfill my duty, finally save someone. I will be able to begin a new life
–This is my last mission. I will finally become myself, finally control my own actions. I will end my old life
– I'm here. I’m ready. Nothing and no one can stop me now. I have a goal and I will achieve it. The price of a mistake is too high and I have someone worth fighting for
– I’m here. I’m ready. Nothing and no one will distract me from completing this mission. I have a goal and I will destroy it. One mistake—death… Either I return from this as myself or I don’t return at all
– I see the vault, I see more people besides my target, but that doesn’t concern me. Anyone who interferes will pay. I won’t leave until the mission is done
– There are not only my target here, there are other people… and somehow I even know this woman…Yelena? Why is she here…never mind. It shouldn’t concern me. I'm not here for her
– Why isn’t she attacking me? I’m supposed to kill her, and she doesn’t care…something’s wrong. Whatever killing her will be that much easier
– Why is she attacking me? I don’t need her, she’s not my target, but she keeps coming at me. She must not interfere
– She anticipates all my moves… how? Damn. I can’t lose. I can’t…I can’t allow myself to. I’ll lose too much. One last attempt…
– I need to get her out of the way. I’m not going to kill her, I don’t need to. Just stay out of my way….
Could I really leave my old life behind, could my hell really finally be over… at last. Just one second and…
A shot.
– I did it…I made it. Yes, I’ve taken another life, but… to save life and those I could have destroyed. You were my target…now you’re dead. Now I’ve mastered the task
– I failed…I collapsed. Now life has been taken from me and, perhaps, by doing so she saved countless other lives I would have taken, if I couldn’t change. But my hell is over, I have left my old life… now I’m alive. Now I am a ghost.